When I couldn’t sleep
And those nights are those
In which you silently weep
And just a ping from me
Would lighten your heart
And a lot of solace to you
It’d impart
But a message at this point
Would make you weak
And though we loved borderless
There are boundaries we can’t speak ( of)
And a Weaker you
I always hate to see
It would be much abominal
If that is ‘coz of me
And in next morning when
You ping without fail
I know Some narratives ( in life)
You can’t curtail
We start conversations
With hello and hi
And speak a lot of lies
Before saying good bye
Neither you confessed
Nor ever I did speak
Calling each others best friend
Often did the trick.
Still those messages
That affectionate scorn
The lovely discussions we had
Sometimes to me it haunts
We loved each other mutually
And enjoyed time together
And together we are in
Being apart and suffer
Still she has one privilege
I’m deprived off
As when she misses me
She still can leak a drop
But simple it might look
For me it is an arduous task
For remembering her means
Various emotions I have to mask
As to weep I must
, Miss her and should be sad
Or at least her memories
Should make eyes wet and red
But what to do when Her name
brings a smile on my face
And with blushing eyes
Her memories I embrace
So whatever the destiny wants
It’s for God to define
Till then I’m happy to be
In my side of line .
~Prankies
After miki’s “silent roar“..the sequal deafening silence which also appears like sequal to mine “Yes,always!”(may be it could be from the other side of yes always)
Well expressed Prankies👌
Sometimes it gets too tough for me to comment.This is one among those times.
Keep scribbling Prankies
Happy reading readers
Yours loving warrior
Naina
Thank You Warrior for a delightful write up as a foot note for the poem. This poem is a sequel to True love , mutual breakups Yes always and silence roar as well. But It just came out after reading Miki,s poem. I could not hold myself from writing it. Thanks a lot miki and warrior for your wonderful poems. As you talked of other side warrior, it is true that man and woman mostly dont think alike and sometimes we are prejudiced towards self view. So, it certainly gives an insight what the other one is thinking being himself/herself in similar situation. One of your poem Why the change was such a poem where it made me feel the turmoils one go through the change. The change which occurs at subconscious and conscious dont like it it. The change which revolts from the earlier you and it did me a a lot of good in devising ways to deal with persons passing through this phase.
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nice ji
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Thanks a lot for dropping by and motivating with your comments.
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Nice title…..!!!👏👏👏
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😎🙏 inspired from yours
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Hehe…. Thanks
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